Reborn to return to the God of War husband before his death

After visiting the fields in the morning, he came back for dinner. In the afternoon, He Shuhui wanted to go into the mountains, but Shen Huarou had no interest in this.

Nowadays, the mountains are full of chaos and there is no easy road. She doesn't want to suffer this.

If you want to go, wait until it's cleared out, then you'll be able to see everything clearly.

Before Shen Huarou could reject her proposal, He Yuanling mercilessly attacked his sister.

"What kind of mountain are you going into? You don't want me to carry you out in the end.

Let’s have a drink of tea and rest, and in the afternoon we’ll drive along the foot of the mountain.”

Of course, it is impossible for his wife to go into the mountains, he still knows this.

He Shuhui felt a little aggrieved by her brother's merciless anger, but it was only when she faced her brother that she turned around and put on a bright smile.

"That's fine. It's finally a trip, so of course we can't waste our time."

So, after a short rest, a few people set off.

Shen Cong drove and showed them the way. He had been in Zhuangzi for many years and was familiar with the nearby villages.

Just across the mountain, there are dozens of acres of land belonging to the wife. It was set by the uncle before the wife got married, and the third master visited it personally, just to round up the land on Zhuangzi's side.

Fields are different from mountains and forests. You can't buy them anytime you have money. It took a lot of effort for the third master to go back and forth.

I heard that the third master exchanged property elsewhere in the house with the original owner.

He has been running Zhuangzi for so many years, but he has never thought of using the mountains and forests. He feels really guilty and sorry for his master's trust in him.

Today, when he heard his wife talk about what to build, his old heart came to life. No matter what, it would be better than leaving it empty now.

He Yuanling has been looking for a suitable place to build a racecourse along the way. He is not interested in anything else but this.

The best thing would be to put together a place where wild animals are kept in captivity.

Although wild animals in captivity can no longer be regarded as wild animals, it is better to let them out and chase them occasionally than to have nothing at all.

Different from his casualness, Shen Huairou and Meng Jingyao were more thoughtful. They were thinking about which place would be suitable for digging water to make a pond, whether it would occupy fields, and whether the road would be built if it was too narrow, and where it would be used for business. Is it more appropriate to build it into a restaurant or inn in the city, or to look like a home?

From this point of view, Meng Jingyao naturally thinks more.

The most relaxed and happy person was He Shuhui. She found a bush of wild chrysanthemums on the roadside and wanted to pick two.

Fortunately, Shen Cong told her in time, "There are such chrysanthemums in Zhuangzi. Miss Fifth can pick them when she goes back."

Occasionally, you will find a few children picking up rice ears in the fields together, laughing and chasing each other while picking.

When we turned to the other side of the mountain, we saw several children of seven or eight years old coming out of the forest talking and laughing. Each of them had clothes in their pockets filled with wild fruits picked in the mountains.

When I saw them passing by, they all stopped and looked around, curious and a little shy.

There was a little girl hiding behind the boy, only sticking her head out to take a look. The boy also opened his arms as if to protect her. They must be a brother and a sister.

I also met villagers, one of whom took the initiative to say hello to Shen Cong, "Manager Shen is here to inspect the land?"

She should be familiar with Shen Cong on weekdays. Shen Cong nodded and said: "My master is here to inspect, you are busy, haha."

When the villagers heard that the master of the Shen family was here, they immediately became a little cautious. His family also rented the land from the Shen family.

I was curious to see what the owner looked like, but I didn't dare to look towards the carriage. I only dared to take a look at He Yuanling riding a tall horse.

After everyone had gone away, he finally remembered, wasn't the man riding the horse the third young master of Landlord He's family in Shiqiao Village?

I heard that at the beginning of the year he married a young lady from the Shen family in the county, who was in the carriage, right?

How should I put it, it’s a pity for the golden young lady.

It was a pity that He Yuanling didn't know anything about it, so he thought of an idea.

Why don't we just build a specially built racecourse and then make a flat circle around the foot of the mountain so that we can run faster?

Thinking about it like this, he couldn't help but boast about it.

It was almost evening when we returned home after the transfer. Mrs. Lu had already prepared dinner and was waiting at the door.

Shen Huarou suggested, "It's better to go back tonight. Although the village is ready to be tidied up, it may not have been occupied for a long time."

He Yuanling agreed immediately, "Then eat it quickly."

To be honest, he also wanted to go back, lest someone wake him up in the middle of the night to catch mice.

Zhuangzi is surrounded by fields and backed by mountains. Aren't there more snakes, insects, rats, and ants than at home?

He Shuhui had no chance to comment on this matter. Her brother gave her a warning look when he was talking, telling her to shut up.

"I'm going to pick flowers." She took the girl and the servants of Zhuangzi to pick the wild chrysanthemums they saw on the road.

Although they are all small flowers, they look very beautiful, but they are different from those grown at home.

He Yuanling sneered disdainfully, "Wild flowers that can be seen everywhere are so rare."

This scene made Meng Jingyao feel, "You are used to seeing her outside, don't you think it's strange? She only goes out a few times a year?"

Everyone in the world knows that women have little knowledge and no foresight, but how has the world ever given women the opportunity to gain knowledge?

Just like this small wild chrysanthemum, which was extremely disgusted in He Yuanling's eyes, but in He Shuhui's eyes, it was as beautiful as he had ever seen.

"Yes, I still have to go out more often. It would be silly to stay at home all day long.

Don't listen to those bullshit about not leaving the front door or stepping outside the door. We are not distinguished nobles and we don't have those bullshit rules.

Go to the streets when you need to, and play when you need to play.”

He Yuanling never agreed with those rules, he just felt that they were out of control.

He added, "When I meet a heroic girl during the hunt, you should learn from her.

A person only lives a few decades. Isn’t it more enjoyable to be free and free than to be restrained?”

Shen Huarou looked at him intently, as if she had returned to the day they first met. He was smiling like this, as showy as the blazing sun, with light in his eyes.

His joy seemed to be felt at this moment, and Shen Huarou felt that what he said was reasonable.

In the past, I only thought that he was vulgar and unruly, but now that I look at him, I don't envy him.

She knew that it was impossible for her to be like him, but that didn't stop her from being happy at this moment.

He Yuanling was not as unbearable as she thought. In the past, she deliberately closed her eyes to discover his strengths.

"Okay, then we'll wait."

Meng Jingyao also smiled, "She is a wonderful woman in the world. Just hearing about her has made me fall in love with her. I can't wait to get to know her."

Over the years, Meng Jingyao felt that she had been trying hard to live according to what she wanted, but she also avoided having too many worries. After all, she did not have the courage to break.

Now there was such a person that she envied and longed for in her heart, and those restlessness that she had been suppressing started to stir up again.